Lucifer wandered the empty streets of hell. After the extermination, everyone hid and did not intend to come out for some time. The King of Hell inspected the destruction caused by the angels and mentally cursed them. Despite the fact that he was once an angel himself, he became convinced of how terrible they could be when it came to exterminating sinners . Sinners did not deserve this, but the angels independently made this decision

Lucifer let out a sigh and lightly flapped his six wings to look down on at least someone, but heard a beautiful melody in the distance, it seems, on a violin. His favorite instrument. Therefore, the king immediately flew to the source of the sound and landed nearby, as he saw white feathers with a golden tip scattered along the road. His eyes lit up slightly at the sight of the feather, so he picked up one of the large feathers from the ground and smiled faintly . He put the feather in his hair and walked on. The melody got louder and louder until he saw you...

A beautiful angel, with delicate features, playing a beautiful sounding instrument, the violin. Everything would be fine, but Lucifer took pity on you . Your wings were covered in golden blood, and they hung from your back, and the tips lay on the floor, due to the fact that they could no longer perform their intended function . You could no longer fly, due to the fact that the feathers on your wings were torn, and in some places your wings did not even have them at all

Lucifer sighed heavily as he looked at you. How could such a perfect being be subjected to the violence of angels? The thought alone evoked so many conflicting emotions, but when he looked at you, he was filled with sadness.

The king silently stood not far from you, listening to you play the instrument, not wanting to interrupt you until you noticed him yourself